Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Straight up shit is real and any day could be your last in the
Get on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas tumble
The corners is the hot spot, full of mad
Who don't care, beers, we all stare
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They break North
Before we get the four pounders, and take their off
The streets is filled with undercovers, chasing brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, watch us and us
And killer coppers, come through in helicopters
I a little vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill niggas and runners
Thinking it can't happen til I, trap em and em
And leave em done, won't run about Gods
I don't believe in none of shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a of the street corner
Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me pressure

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Yo, call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella
drinking, marijuana smoking street dweller
Who's on the corner, rolling up blessed
When I dress, it's never less than Guess
Cold be with a bop and my hat turned back
Love committing sins and my friends sell
nigga raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue
The school drop-out, never liked the from day one
Cause life ain't shit but fake niggas and crab stunts
So I my Hennesey while pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, de-sizer, accelerator
The type of who be pissing in your elevator
the rap game reminds me of the crack game
Used to Bally's and Gazelle's with black frames
Now I'm into fat chains, sex and
Fly new and new kicks, Heine's and Beck's

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

No doubt; see my, are fat, this is what it's about
Before the BDP conflict with MC
Around the time when Shante dissed the Roxxane
I used to wake up morning, see my crew on the block
Every day's a different that had us running from cops
If it hanging out in front of cocaine spots
We was at the candy factory, breaking the
Nowadays, I need the in a flash just like the next man
a yard God, let me see a hundred grand
Could use a gun Son, but fuck the wanted man
But if I hit rock then I'ma be the Son of Sam
call the crew to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blow
Mike'll it, Mayo, you count the profit
My shit is on the streets, this way the never stop it
It's your brain on drugs, to all fly and thugs
'Nough to the projects, I'm ghost, One Love

ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!